Hannah Garcia, dressed in a violet ensemble, swayed like a flower butterfly fluttering in the air.
Only someone with skin as fair as Hannah could bring out the temperament of such a colored garment.
Holding a wine glass aloft, Hannah stood at one corner of the bar and took a light sip.
Watching all kinds of women and men, laughing and touching glasses, whispering to one another...
Today was a charity wine party organized by the Lee Family, drawing together various top socialites and gentlemen. Hannah's invitation was given to her by Jolson; with her current status, she certainly wouldn't have received an invitation from the Lees.
As for the significance of attending this exclusive charity event, Jolson simply told her to go and see the world.
Bullshit!
He made it sound as if she was a frog in a well, as if she had never attended such a party.
Of course, she really hadn't.
But just because she hadn't eaten pork didn't mean she hadn't seen a pig run, right?
